He liked a few but when they proposed to meet, he’d disagree. This went on for a year. He clicked some pics and chatted with few guys who were under...tanding.They let him take his time, as accepting being gay/ bi is such a huge step for anyone. So after almost a year, Ankit met a guy. He was so nice to Ankit and often called him Ankitha. Call a bottom or a cross-dresser by a girl’s name and you’ll make their day.So now our Ankitha had two lives again, as Ankit an IT employee and Ankitha, a lady. Jerome had the final dance with me pulling me close I could feel his huge cock press against me he said I got a room let go up to it I try to say I cann't do that he stop me and said sure you can I tell you lets have a drank then if you want to go we will. We rode the elavator up he was kissing me his hand on my breast which were out by the time we got to our floor. A couple black men walk by as we were near our room I hear one of the say he going get some white pussy tonight and I knew they. “Does that mean sex to?”“That is usually what a husband and wife do. Are you a virgin?”She was taken aback by such a blunt and personal question but pulled herself together enough to nod her head. I was not surprised considering the other information I’d gotten from her. I added, “Becky was also when she came here and I’ve had enough experience teaching women about sex to make it quite enjoyable for all concerned.”She stood up, her face inscrutable, and said, “I must think about this. I will. ”Shaking her head, confused, “what... who...?? Stalk much?!” She looked at him, fuming and regaining her confidence that she could handle this guy, whoever he was.He stepped towards her, into the light, and she could now make out his face. He was not unattractive... she looked into his eyes, directly cross from her own, and a sense of calm and safety flooded over her. They seemed to glow, subtly, and her anger and resistance vanished. She leaned into him warmly as he embraced her. "Thank.